Last night I attended "Flights of Fancy", the 28th Annual Auction to benefit Pratt Fine Arts Center here in Seattle. It was the second auction I've been to. The first was a small one at the former Bushell's on 2nd Avenue in Belltown, back in the early 90's, at which I outbid a man on handmade, rolling art table which is still my studio work top.
Bidding on that occasion was, and remains, a first for me and was tremendously exciting.
Last night was a very different experience. I've often donated work to various causes, but I've never attended one of the actual events. In the silent auction part of the evening, an enormous crowd of dressed-up people swarmed over the Exhibition area at Hangar 30 in Magnuson Park, peering at the paintings, prints, glass, jewelry and sculpture on display, then down at the accompanying tickets, some of them writing their bid numbers next to pre-set amounts in hopes of being the last on the list.
My piece, Red Yellow 65th, hung snugly among a host of other works, and I enjoyed watching a changing knot of people clustered around it as it accumulated bids, finally selling to the fifth bidder.
Whoever bought my piece: thank you. You got the last in a series of oil-on-panel Squarescapes, and I hope you enjoy the work wherever you hang it. The money you spent benefits a cornerstone of Seattle's art culture and a place where I, for one, love to teach the skills and pleasure of making art to anyone who desires to know.